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On his way back, Mo Ye made a plan in his mind: once he got back, he would hunt for the most perfect red fox pelt.
The covetous gazes of those males felt like thorns pricking his back. He had to form a bond before the cold season!
Let those males who fantasize about interfering between him and the little females have no hope left!!
Upon returning to the tribe, Mo Ye took Nan Qing to the stone house of her beast parents the very next day, repeatedly instructing his mother not to let her little female become thin from hunger...
Bai Ya: "......"
Nan Qing: "......"
In the days that followed, he ventured deep into the heart of the endless forest. The red fox's fur was the most beautiful, but the red fox was also the most cunning and difficult to hunt. However, he felt that only the most perfect and beautiful red fox pelt was worthy of his little female.
But red fox fur alone is not enough.
He trekked for seven days and seven nights to reach the remote snow-capped plateau, where snow bears live. Their fur is the thickest, providing the best warmth for young females during the cold season.
...
This day.
As the scorching sun rose directly overhead, the central altar of the wolf tribe was already covered with a thick layer of fragrant pine branches, which rustled softly underfoot.
Nan Qing wore a fur skirt made from the finest red fox fur that Mo Ye had hunted. She slowly walked up the altar from below. The fur was bright and shiny, and it shone like flames under the blazing sun, making her even whiter than the snow in the cold season.
The skirt was adorned with polished bone beads and animal teeth, each representing a wild beast that Mo Ye had hunted.
It has the sharp teeth of a tiger, the antlers of a mountain deer, and the spine of a bear. Each piece was personally polished to a smooth, round shape and then strung together with tough animal sinews to form an ornament.
With each step Nanqing took, the bone beads, lightly attached, and the animal teeth, clashing together, produced a crisp sound, like the oldest rhythm in the mountains and forests, echoing on the solemn altar.
Below the stage, the tribespeople held their breath and gazed intently, each with a fist clenched and placed on their chest near their heart. This was the highest form of etiquette among the wolf tribe, symbolizing reverence for the beast god and blessings upon their chosen partners.
Mo Ye stood in the center of the altar, with ancient bone chains symbolizing the successor of the clan leader hanging around his neck and forehead. His gaze was equally intense, and the red shadow reflected in his eyes was full of joy.
The two stood side by side. The bright red of the red fox and the jet-black animal-patterned skirt on Mo Ye's body were like flames and night merging together, seemingly contradictory yet extremely harmonious.
The old priestess was also dressed in a very solemn priestly robe today. The symbols on her face were all outlined with new paint, and every line exuded a solemn and ancient will, making her look extremely dignified, as if she could resonate with heaven and earth.
She bound their wrists together with thorns, the sharp thorns piercing their skin, causing drops of crimson blood to seep out and slowly mingle along the overlapping veins.
"A blood oath!"
As the aged chanting began, two drops of blood fell into the honey brewed in the bone bowl. The old priest held the bowl with both hands and divided the blood-honey between the two men.
Without hesitation, Mo Ye tilted his head back and drank it all down. As his Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed the honey syrup stained with Nan Qing's blood. The sweet and cloying taste intertwined on his tongue, and his eyes grew even darker as an endless sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
The little female before him was finally going to be his...
Nan Qing also drank the blood honey, her lips stained with a vibrant color. Her eyes reflected Mo Ye's burning gaze. She opened her eyes and smiled sweetly, becoming even more captivating.
"In the name of the earth, with the blood of the wolf clan, from this day forward, our two souls shall dwell together, sharing life and death!"
As soon as the priest finished chanting, the entire sky suddenly filled with magnificent, fiery clouds, their light bathing the entire wolf tribe in a sacred glow.
Countless birds gathered from all directions, circling and calling out around the wolf clan, their wings blotting out the sky, as if a divine miracle had descended.
The old priest first glanced at Nan Qing, who stood calmly, then knelt down tremblingly and cried out:
"May the Beast God bestow blessings upon my wolf clan!"
The other wolf-like beastmen below the stage also followed the priest, prostrating themselves with their foreheads pressed to the ground, their shouts of reverence sweeping across the entire tribe like a tidal wave.
Mo Ye held Nan Qing's hand tightly, their fingers intertwined. The burning sensation of blood mingling still burned on his wrist. He looked up at the rosy clouds in the sky, a confident smile curving his lips.
The little female was given to him by the Beast God; she was only his!
Soon, on the third day after Nanqing and Moye ended their contract, the cold season officially began.
The three seasons of the Beast World Continent have always been distinct.
The arrival of the cold season came without warning. The day before, the sun was blazing and the whole earth was burning hot, but when you were half asleep at night, the temperature suddenly plummeted and a cold wind swept in with a biting chill.
Many unprepared or sleepy orcs may never wake up in this sudden cold.
“Mo Ye... Leng..."
On the very day the two formed their bond, Mo Ye climbed smoothly onto Nan Qing's fragrant and soft bed. Even while they were sleeping, his wolf tail remained wrapped around her waist, keeping the little female tightly locked in his arms.
Nan Qing had been kept awake all night by him, and had only just closed her eyes when she was jolted awake by the cold. Her body temperature turned icy cold, and Mo Ye, who had been so warm that she didn't want to hug him at all, became the only source of warmth, making her keep burrowing into his arms.
Her forehead pressed against his burning chest, her icy toes curled up and rubbed against his calves, and her small hands were pressed against his chest, drawing warmth from him.
Mo Ye opened his eyes as soon as Nan Qing moved slightly. He first pulled over the animal skin blanket that they had kicked to the ground and wrapped it tightly around the almost naked Nan Qing. Feeling the cold in the air, he realized that the cold season must have arrived.
He held Nan Qing close and whispered, "Yes, I'm here. Go to sleep."
Seeing Nanqing's brows relax again, he supported her waist with his palm, lifted her from the bed, and gently placed her on the other side of the stone house on a huge floor covered with thick animal hides, prepared for the cold season. There were many thick snow bear skins, as well as soft fox and sheep skins.
He wrapped her in layers of soft animal hide, quickly placed a kiss on her forehead, and then turned and walked toward the door.
First, he stepped out and transformed back into his beast form, letting out a long howl in front of the stone house to warn of the arrival of the cold season. As multiple wolf howls echoed from all over the tribe, he transformed back into human form, went back into the stone house, closed the wooden door tightly, and hung a thick animal hide soaked in oil to ensure that the cold air would not seep in.
As the sound of flint striking flint rang out, he lit a fire in the center of the stone house. After doing all this, he transformed back into his beast form. The huge black wolf stretched its body in the firelight, its fluffy fur clearly visible.
He carefully used his front paws to gather little Nanqing to the softest spot on his belly, his thick wolf tail covering her like a blanket, while his forelegs shifted to a protective stance, encircling her entirely in his arms.
After feeling warm all over again, Nan Qing finally relaxed her furrowed brows, her cheek pressed against his fine downy hair, and slept soundly.
Outside, the cold wind howled, but inside, the giant wolf lowered his head slightly and gently touched the little female in his arms with his wet nose. Only after confirming that her body temperature had returned to normal did he close his eyes contentedly.
end.
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